Dragon God Supreme

”Huo Lingtian.”

Leaving the Dragon God Holy Temple, Feng Wuchen immediately sent a message to Huo Lingtian.

It’s been a while since there’s been any news from Huo Lingtian.

But what puzzled Feng Wuchen was that Huo Lingtian did not respond.

He called out a few times again, but still received no response.

”Could he not hear me? Is it because the distance is too far?” Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, considering the distance since Dragon Soul was in the North Domain.

Originally planning to meet with Huo Lingtian to provide cultivation techniques and methods for their training, it was unfortunate that Huo Lingtian did not respond.

”Looks like I’ll have to go myself; during the time at the Seven Divine Realms, the Saint Emperor Clan helped quite a bit, nearly sacrificing lives to fight the Seven Clans. I’ll go to the Southern Domain first, slow down the cultivation for now, so I won’t have to make another trip later,” Feng Wuchen said to himself, heading directly to the teleportation portal to the Dragon God Realm.

During their time in the Seven Divine Realms, the forces of Sheng Ying, Xuan Mu, Xiaoyao Mie, and others risked their lives to assist; such a great kindness, how could Feng Wuchen forget?

One must repay a drop of water with an overflowing spring.

Using the teleportation portal to the Southern Domain saved Feng Wuchen several days.

Feng Wuchen only knew that the Saint Emperor Clan, Saint Dao Pavilion, Immortal Holy Temple, and Xuan Ding Holy Sect were located in the Southern Domain, as they were major forces there, but he did not know their specific locations.

They were located in the Southern Domain to closely monitor the forces of the Martial Soul Holy Palace.

”The Martial Soul Holy Palace’s forces are spread across the Profound Holy Realm and Southern Domain, and the Demon Clan has forces there too. Could it be they’re already targeting me? Why do I feel a discomforting sensation?” Feng Wuchen thought to himself, but didn’t ponder further.

After arriving at a city, Feng Wuchen stopped a person to ask, ”Excuse me, do you know where the Saint Emperor Clan is located?”

”I don’t know,” the passerby shook their head.

Feng Wuchen proceeded to ask several others, all of whom shook their heads, indicating they didn’t know.

This confused Feng Wuchen; the Saint Emperor Clan is a major force, how could people of the Southern Domain not know?

”Kid, you’re looking for the Saint Emperor Clan?” Just then, an arrogant and somewhat contemptuous sneer came from behind Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, turned around to see a man with a cold expression ask, ”Who are you?”

A few men approached with arrogant and conceited expressions, as if they were invincible.

Seeing their faces, Feng Wuchen knew they were the kind to bully the weak, troublemakers wherever they went.

People on the street instinctively avoided them, indicating a considerable fear of these men.

”Master, you have trouble again,” spoke the Dragon God Sword.

A tall, slim man examined Feng Wuchen and arrogantly said, ”I’m from the Saint Emperor Clan, what do you think I am?”

”Then please tell me where the Saint Emperor Clan is,” Feng Wuchen replied, immediately discerning the man was not truly of the Saint Emperor Clan, perhaps just part of them.

”The Saint Emperor Clan isn’t accepting anyone anymore, don’t you see your shabby appearance? Do you qualify for entry?” the tall, slim man scoffed.

He was merely seeking a sense of superiority.

Feng Wuchen couldn’t be bothered, turning away to leave.

”Kid, you’re quite arrogant, knowing I’m from the Saint Emperor Clan and yet ignoring my presence,” the tall, slim man coldly said, his face darkening.

”What are you worth? You can’t represent the Saint Emperor Clan, don’t bully others under their banner,” Feng Wuchen replied icily.

”You dare insult me! Even call me out for bullying under the Saint Emperor Clan’s name? You insolent kid, are you seeking death? Haven’t you heard; my Li Family is an affiliated force of the Saint Emperor Clan!” the tall, slim man shouted angrily, his eyes narrowing with cold killing intent.

”Young master, this kid needs a beating,” one man suggested.

”Enough talk! Attack!” the tall, slim man snapped, prompting four guards to rush at Feng Wuchen.

The four guards were all of higher cultivation than Feng Wuchen, indicating the Li Family’s respectable strength, at least having Saint Emperor experts.

”Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

”Slap slap slap!”

With a thought, Feng Wuchen instantly utilized teleportation, causing one guard to fly backward in the blink of an eye, followed by the other three.

Facial imprints of fiery red palm marks appeared, inducing a stinging pain just by looking.

The four guards were dumbfounded, completely unaware of what had happened.

”Kid, you have some skill, let’s see if you can handle me, Li Tianyi!” Li Tianyi shouted angrily, fists clenched, his face menacing.

Li Tianyi was at the Nine-Star Saint King level, nearing that of a Saint Monarch, and his power was undoubtedly formidable.

”I advise you to not provoke me!” Feng Wuchen said as he walked away without turning back.

Li Tianyi was wholly enraged; as the young master of the Li Family, which had become affiliated with the Saint Emperor Clan only six months ago, who dared be arrogant before him?

Who dared insult him this way?

Only Feng Wuchen!

Could Li Tianyi tolerate this?

”Bang!”

Li Tianyi stomped the ground furiously, creating an explosion as he shot forth as a green light, unleashing a burst of fierce power.

”Kid, I, Li Tianyi, declare today as your death day!” Li Tianyi shouted angrily.

”Slap!”

”Spit!”

Just as Li Tianyi finished his shout, a crisp slap sound rang out. He spat blood with several teeth flying out, his body flung away, crashing harshly onto the street.

Li Tianyi was stunned, completely unaware of what had happened.

”Young master, are you alright?” his four guards anxiously asked.

”Who are you?” Li Tianyi asked darkly.

”You’re not worthy of knowing. If you provoke me again, I’ll kill you!” Feng Wuchen coldly warned.

”...” Li Tianyi dared not speak further. This terrifying strength was beyond what he could contend with.

The icy glare from Feng Wuchen made Li Tianyi feel as if he’d fallen into an eighteen-layered hell.

Li Tianyi had never seen such a terrifying gaze.

The palpable cold killing intent informed him Feng Wuchen would truly kill him, no jest.

”Outrageous!” Li Tianyi’s face contorted fiercely, his poisonous gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen’s departing figure, growling low, ”I will not spare you! Not ever! Never!”

”Swoosh!”

At the top of a building in the city, a young man appeared.

”This person bears a striking resemblance to the image posted in the clan, and he uses the Dragon God Clan’s instant teleportation, it must be him. But wasn’t he supposed to be in the Dragon God Realm? How did he end up in the Southern Domain?”

”I don’t sense any strong protection hidden nearby, he must be alone.”

The young man’s gaze followed Feng Wuchen’s departing silhouette.

”This kid’s name is very prominent among the Demon Clan, the current mission needs pausing, this kid is more important. Capture him, Second Elder will surely lavishly reward,” the man grinned, then ordered, ”Keep an eye on that kid.”

”Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”

Several shadows instantly pursued.